“Oh, he’s not? We agreed to see each other today to discuss something. Where is he?”
Rebecca took a step inside, without any permission from Sophie. She crossed her arms, and gave her eyes a little tour inside the den. Flora, who was behind her, closed the door close. She attentively shifted her eyes to Sophie.
Sophie’s lips pursed. Although Rebecca’s face resembled honesty and innocence, she didn’t feel like trusting her words. She saw how hostile Axel was to her. He wouldn’t agree to meet her, not over non-important things.
“Did you not hear? He’s on a conference with the Wesleyeian wolves.” Sophie’s face straightened. “But I can relay your message to him. What is it?”
“It’s important.”
“He wouldn’t mind if you tell me.” Sophie’s tone was brash.
There was something in her tone So
